savageshadows

[savageshadows]

[savageshadows]

who can take her rage?

i wanna write a moment that be'lakor is broken. raging in her chimera form. destroying things. screaming. crying.

and i want someone to save her. for all her strength, she has never been saved and by the gods she deserves someone who tries. i want them to hold her, it doesn't have to be romantic, just accept her for who she is and be there to clean off the blood.

[savageshadows]

from the gigantic form of black fur, curved claws and sharpened fangs down to a leather garbed tiefling. the magic of wildshape was quick like a quiet wind sweeping across her form in a furious blur.

be'lakor stood with claws on hip, tail slashing, annoyed at the failed communication. sometimes it was such a pain to wild shape and lose the ability to speak but also why use words when squashing a man's head with her mouth was just as useful?

"if he was useful why let him run off?" the druid snapped back, glaring fire at her companion, "yes, i had to do that. there is no mercy here. not for heroes and not for cowards."

with a huff, nostrils flaring, be'lakor turned stepping away from the pooling blood and broken bodies. she never swallowed what was in her mouth. never ate the meat of those killed. she still tasted it... the iron of it... the rage in her bones...

tired of death? that was an odd question considering what just occurred. ears perked but back still cold, be'lakor chewed her cheek. yes, she was tired. she was deeply exhausted. not just because of the magic that was expended nor the grace of anger which propelled her body further.

but because the grief ran so far down. waking up every morning to remember that he was gone... by the great earth she wanted it to be over.

"death is natural." be'lakor responded with a cold tone, "it comes for all of us. i don't get to be tired. not yet. not until it's all done. no point in fighting against it or asking stupid fucking questions. let's just.... let's move on."

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff!

oops? is that ashe has to say? oops, i killed someone that might’ve had valuable information? now they’ll be stumbling about, searching these ruins from top to bottom without an inkling of what to look for.

“ did you really have to do that ? ” disappointment, annoyance – both are thick in her voice, and she makes sure @savageshadows hears it. “ he might have been useful, ” she adds, “ or you could have let him run off like the coward he is. ”

her complaining is broken by the subtle sound of her sword returning to its scabbard. “ aren’t you tired of death ? ”

[savageshadows]

be'lakor when someone approaches. literally anyone. she hates everyone.

[savageshadows]

wake up little princess. we have to be goth and mean together.

[savageshadows]

i did not play any of the other games but sarevok ?? he's kinda hot. like, him along with ketheric MMMM DAYUM. be'lakor is purring at the challenge.

[savageshadows]

in another universe i’m able to save you

[savageshadows]

the salty af munday meme

Because, like it or not, we're not all balls of sunshine all the time. We can be pure salt when we want to be.

☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz

♚ How many people don't like you?

⚜ How many people do you not like?

✮ Have you managed to stay away from drama?

☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?

☯ Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation?

☼ How long do you stay mad?

☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

☁ Have you ever forgiven a partner when you shouldn't have?

☂ Have you ever been forgiven when you knew you shouldn't have been?

☢ What fads/trends are you so over?

☣ Have you ever rp'd with someone you knew for a fact was abusive but tried to give them a chance/to make up your own opinion on the roleplayer? Did they change or did you understand what people were talking about?

♨ Have you ever made a public call out post?

❀ What has made you completely lose your chill?

✿ What do you think about public call out posts?

✂ A fandom that you feel isn't open and accepting?

✉ A fandom that you feel is open and accepting?

✦ Thoughts on duplicates following you?

✧ Do you agree with reblog karma or is it forced interaction?

❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?

❦ Has someone been jealous of you?

❧ Have you ever been jealous of anyone?

✖ How has Tumblr RP changed since you started?

♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?

❣ How salty are you feeling right now?

[savageshadows]

my mood rn.

[savageshadows]

Linda Pastan, from The Five Stages of Grief: Poems; "The Five Stages of Grief"

[Text ID: “Anger seemed more familiar.”]

[savageshadows]

SOFT ACTION PROMPTS

[ REQUEST ] sender walks into receiver’s room hoping to crawl in bed with them. 

[ INVITE ] receiver walks into sender’s room hoping to crawl in bed with them. 

[ SETTLE ] receiver sits in sender’s lap and proceeds to play with their hair.

[ ALLOW ] sender sits in receiver’s lap and proceeds to play with their hair.

[ REST ] sender places their head in receiver’s lap. 

[ RELAX ] receiver places their head in sender’s lap. 

[ EXPLORE ] sender sits in receiver’s lap and wanders their fingers across their face. 

[ MAP ] receiver sits in sender’s lap and wanders their fingers across their face. 

[ SIT ] sender straddles receiver while in bed and runs their fingers along their body while they talk. 

[ LAY ] receiver straddles sender while in bed and runs their fingers along their body while they talks. 

[ PERCH ] receiver sits on the counter while sender cooks. 

[ WATCH ] sender sits on the counter while receiver cooks. 

[ CARE ] receiver finds the sender has fallen asleep somewhere and places a blanket or jacket over them. 

[ WARM ] sender finds the receiver has fallen asleep somewhere and places a blanket or jacket over them. 

[ ESCORT ] receiver notices the sender is starting to get sleepy so they pick them up to carry them to bed. 

[ CARRIED ] sender notices receiver is starting to get sleepy so they pick them up to carry them to bed. 

[ COMFORT ] receiver sits sideways,  cradled in sender’s lap. 

[ HELD ] sender sits sideways,  cradled in receiver’s lap. 

[ MORNING ] receiver wakes before sender and lays on top of them. 

[ RISE ] sender wakes before receiver and lays on top of them. 

[ JOIN ] receiver is laying on the floor/ground for some reason and sender simply joins them. 

[ SHARED ] sender is laying on the floor/ground for some reason and sender simply joins them. 

[ SPLASH ] receiver purposefully runs out into the rain without an umbrella to enjoy the storm while sender watches. 

[ OBSERVE ] sender purposefully runs out into the rain without an umbrella to enjoy the storm while receiver watches. 

[ APPROACH ] receiver wakes to find sender is already out of bed so they come find them and sleepily embrace them,  refusing to let go.

[ RESOLUTE ] sender wakes to find receiver is already out of bed so they come find them and sleepily embrace them,  refusing to let go. 

[ ROMANCE ] our muses kiss in the rain. 

[ WALTZ ] our muses dance together in their living room. 

[ WISH ] our muses stargaze. 

[ SUMMER ] our muses relax on a beach. 

[ WINTER ] our muses cuddle while watching a snow storm. 

[savageshadows]

i wanna write some short story stuff / drabble - so give me some ideas!

this can be for any time in beh's life. (something with her as a mom, or maybe her with rasolan. id love to include your characters too!)

[savageshadows]

at the moment, you want....

to be seen

it is so, so loud. everyone around you is talking, crowded together. despite how loud it is, you cannot hear them, even when they talk to you. you try to talk to them, but you can't hear their responses. you take this as no response at all. it feels lonely, and dark, despite you all sitting in the sun together, and everyone's having a great time except you. you keep trying to get their attention, and when you do, it never feels like enough. you can't keep doing more. it's tiring. you see yourself floating in space, it's cold, and dark. they're still down on earth, laughing, so loud. you desire to be seen right now. you feel unappreciated, you feel left out.

[savageshadows]

— YOUR AFFECTION.

Gestures  of  affection  starters.  Can  be  platonic  and  romantic.  Send  me... (Send  🔄  +  any  emoji  to  reverse  the  outcome.)

💓  to  listen  to  my  muse's  heartbeat. 💏  to  softly  kiss  my  muse's  forehead. 💋  to  kiss  my  muse  on  the  lips. 🤭  to  caress  my  muse's  cheek. 🌸  to  offer  my  muse  a  flower. 💅  to  paint  my  muse's  nails. 💗  to  lean  against  my  muse. 💝  to  wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse. 🤗  to  hug  my  muse  from  behind. 🫂  to  pick  my  muse  up  and  twirl  them  around. 👰  to  hold  my  muse  bridal  style. 🤝  to  hold  my  muse's  hand. 🥞  to  bring  my  muse  breakfast  in  bed. 🤜  to  give  my  muse  a  noogie. 🤏  to  tickle  my  muse. 😋  to  give  my  muse  their  favorite  snack.

[savageshadows]

i know nothing about dragonage and i'm probably not gonna get the game but i love seeing everyone's new characters! idk what a rook is but there's a lot of those.

gorgeous, flawless, amazing, 10 / 10.

[savageshadows]

"you have only five on your hit list? and i thought you bhaalspawn were bloodthristy." be'lakor gave a soft chuckle, shaking her head. "think bigger nim. think about all of them. the entire pantheon - gone. dead would be preferred but i'll take them being exiled to some other fucking world also. that's my goal. well, it's one of them."

@savageshadows asked:

“The gods are nothing more than the monsters who happened to hold the pen."

"Oh, you are absolutely preaching to the wrong person about that. I already want at least---" She pauses, counting on her fingers. It's a whole hand. "Five. Five gods dead. Happy to fight them, even. Avatars or in person, don't care. Might die but I'm taking a chunk of them with me."

[savageshadows]

hey, what if we were to ship our muses together? you get a traumatized grief stricken blood thirsty goth mom with a bangin' bod. (and an undead step son)

and i get the joy of making edits of them together. win win.